Luyện nghe bài hát Down South Funk

All the way to Georgia
[Incomprehensible] Tennessee
To motherfuckin'
To North motherfuckin'
Yeah, fuckin' Carolina
Yeah, deep down, gritty
Funk for funkin' ass, nigga
Ha ha, barefoot walkin'

Yo, guess who's to stomp tonight?
Three seniors, rockin' the mic, catchin'
So charge us with what you feel
of steel, clappin' those with rap deals
Fuck hot, I'm lukewarm and still perform a champ
Battle 'bout, airing ass out
So who's shit on what day? My click's the greatest
or feel the effect of hiatus

Shit down when the squad's around
It gets thinner, hexed like white man from town
Three the way can't be touched
My too faraway, to capture, even with help from N.A.S.A.
I'm what they call, a legend, sha pow
That's they call, a Mac-11, sha pow
There's two on the way down, blaow
Here's two more, blaow nigga

Is niggaz down to ride?
(Man listen)
Would you for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

I got the down south funk when I clown out ass
Police wanna call dogs and sound off
I short your Blaupunkt's if you thump my
Yo dial funk if you're mo' stiff than Riker's Isle
Get out seat, E, spit out the beat
The tracks underground concrete out the streets
From to fades, when I rock M.C.'s
more flags than Puerto Rican Day parade

And give up, I got the rare footage, of fiends barefooted
Off my rhyme don't dare it
You might in to intervene and New Jacks
And they become pookie and that, prom queen
That bag won't fit you tonight
You wanna blow up? Drop the mic, stick to the
Hand to hand my cripple your click in a fight
Take my way down south and triple the price

up on the scene like, "Whazzup? Hey sugah"
Before you cock-tease Doc, how cash put up?
And only way I til your click say when
They had enough, 'cause I could to six A.M.

Is y'all niggaz to ride?
(Man listen)
Would you kill for your
(Man listen)
Can you get all night?
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

My life is a rap, each song is a
Of antagonizing attacks
The beat hits the ground and the earth
be like, "Oh no not them!", yeah we back
With rhythmatic articulation,
manifestations, pump pump in your face then
The lyrical force I put in a rhyme
Will hit you with power than a molecule enzyme

No matter who, what, when, where, how, lay you down
With a illed out fictitious style
Yo, we all represent the hood, the only
us is that we make this shit look good
Programmable slammable
You as a rock and I cram to understand you
So for on a mission kissin' ass and dissin'
We get like an ambidextrous, man listen

Is y'all niggaz down to
(Man listen)
Would you kill for life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

Is y'all niggaz down to
(Man listen)
Would you kill for life?
(Man listen)
Can you get all night?
(Man listen)
(Man listen)